dreams whisper through silence by mae 341

Chapter 341 

“That’s it.” Vivian turned and left without another word. I watched her walk to her car before I shut the 

door and locked it. 

Once I was alone, I turned, setting the box down on the hallway table. I took a breath and set the knife beside it, then opened the lid with shaking hands. 

Inside were my mother’s necklaces, the ones she wore every day. A few bracelets I’d given her over the years. And at the bottom was a stack of photos. 

I picked up the top one. It was a picture of my mother and me from years ago, back when things were simpler. She was smiling, her arm around my shoulders, and I was young and awkward and smiling too. 

My chest tightened. 

I set the photo down and closed the box. I couldn’t look at this right now. Not yet. 

Vivian’s POV 

I got in my car and exhaled, letting my expression fall. 

Well. That had gone better than I expected. Ellie looked like a wreck, but she’d said she had no intention of sticking around Dominic after the funeral. It was over. Finally over. 

I reached into my purse and pulled out the letter Dominic had given me this morning. 

He’d handed it to me before I left. He’d seemed so desperate to give it to her. He practically begged me to 

deliver it. 

I had taken the letter and promised I would. 

But I hadn’t. 

I unfolded the letter now and scanned the contents. It was exactly what I expected: pages and pages of apologies and explanations and desperate pleas for her to come back. 

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“Ellie, I know I hurt you. I know I made the wrong choices, over and over again. But I need you to understand that I was trying to save you both. I thought if I went with Vivian, the rogues would let you go. I thought I could fix it. I was wrong.” 

I almost gagged. 

“I love you. I’ve always loved you. And I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I’m begging you to give me another chance. Please come home. Please don’t give up on us. I can’t lose you. Not like this. Not when I know we’re supposed to be together…” 

My stomach churned as I read it. I couldn’t bear it anymore, so I folded the letter back up and started the car. I pulled out of the driveway, shooting the house one last look in the rearview mirror before it disappeared. I thought about Ellie’s face, crumpled with grief and anger. 

If I delivered that letter, what might have happened? Would she have gone running back to Dominic, just 

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like he wanted? Would they have fixed everything? 

My jaw clenched tightly as I guided the car along the winding back roads. It wasn’t a scenario I wanted to imagine. It was never going to happen; I would make sure of it. 

Once I was a few miles away from Lucas’s house, I rolled down the driver’s side window, letting in the cool morning air. It hit my cheek, soothing some of the heat that had built beneath my skin while reading that sappy letter. 

Then, I grabbed the letter, stuck my hand out the window, and let it go. 

The papers were immediately sucked away by the wind. I saw them flutter off behind the car, swirling up into the air before disappearing along the side of the road. 

There. Gone. 

It was over. Ellie was not coming back. Dominic would grieve, yes, but once he realized she had truly turned him down, he would eventually accept it. And then, who else would have to turn to except for me? The sister who had been there for him from the beginning while Ellie had been off doing whatever she wanted, living a life of bitterness and self-satisfaction. 1 

Soon, he would look back on their entire marriage and see it exactly for what it was: a sham. 

And once I wore that ring on my finger, he would wonder why he ever chose her to begin with. 

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